Maybe when the trees are green, When rivers run to lands unseen You will come, awaken me from dream, And then you?ll be my love again. Or maybe where the flowers grow Untouched by trace of frost or snow To that place we soon will go, And there you?ll be my love again. Perhaps when day turns into night When no longer is the sun in sight You?ll come with me to love?s true flight, And then you?ll be my love again. We?ll meet again I know it?s true On grass of green or sea of blue On that day I?ll return to you, Then we?ll be in love again.